I Would Rather Have A Little Rose

I would rather have a little rose

from the garden of a friend,

than have the choicest flowers

when my stay on earth shall end.

I would rather have the kindest

words and a smile that I can see,

than flattery, when my heart is still

and this life ceased to be.

I would rather have a loving smile

from the friends I know are true

than tears shed around my casket

when this world 1 bid adieu.